The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

The pantry is always the best place for entertainment and gossip.

Each floor of "Jiangyuan Group" has a tea room for employees. It is spacious and bright, equipped with special seats and dining tables. It is a good place for breakfast, lunch, dinner, afternoon tea, and employees to relax.

The highest floor is the scope of the president's office. Qian Tezhu, as the head of the assistant department and the secretary department, has a small independent office next to the president's office.

The rest of the assistants and secretaries work in the lobby outside to facilitate communication.

On this day, as a rule, Qian Tezhu took the set meal that the president only ate for two bites, and poured it into the trash can in the pantry.

The assistant secretaries gathered around, surrounded Tezhu Qian, and stretched their necks to look forward.

Tezhu Qian suddenly felt that the air was no longer fresh: "What are you looking at? Just pour some food."

Secretary A: "Yeah, such a good dish, your lord won't eat any of it?"

Secretary B: "The master of our family, although it seems difficult to serve with a straight face, he never seems to be particular about eating. Good restaurants are still served, but the food in the big dining hall is never picky."

Assistant A: "Look, 'Juyuanlou'... Isn't this the big restaurant where you have to wait in line for half a year to get a reservation? Our master always eats here."

Assistant B: "Who said it wasn't? The master suddenly became strange. You said that you left work on time at night and barely ate lunch. Someone is hiding at home."

Qian Tezhu desperately squeezed out of their encirclement: "Okay, okay, trying to talk about the master, do you know what crime it is?"

They glanced at each other and were not at all afraid of him.

"Boss Qian, you, as the powerful personal chief executive beside the Lord, don't even you know?"

Special Assistant Qian: "What joke are you talking about? I am in charge of the master's three meals a day, and there are things that my manager doesn't know? Wait, what is the manager, I can't be a guard with a knife in front of the imperial court?"

Secretary A: "I just don't know from your expression, you... have fallen out of favor?"

Secretary B was excited: "The boss doesn't even eat anymore, it seems we have a chance."

Special Assistant Qian: "If I don't die, you will always be a concubine. Give up."

Although Qian Tezhu knew that the boss's wife lived in the boss's house, and he understood the boss's eagerness to go home, but he didn't even eat lunch, which was not a trivial matter.

Boss, he... is actually picky about eating!

The boss's wife's rice is really so delicious?

Therefore, Qian Tezhu bravely boarded the car despite Jiang Che's enormous oppressive force and countless knives.

The assistants in the group played a song "Cool" for him to practice.

After getting out of the elevator, there was the familiar boss's wife standing in front of the boss's house, and... the smell of food coming from the gap in the half-open door.

Special Assistant Qian wiped the saliva that was about to flow from the corner of his mouth with his hands, and greeted Song Yuanzhou with a smile, "Old..." The lady boss didn't finish speaking—

The terrible coercion came again, Qian Tezhu double-stretched battle, and witty changed his words, "Little boss!"

Jiang Che raised his eyebrows.

Song Yuanzhou froze for a moment, then waved his hands violently, "What a small boss, let alone not having much money, the business of a few copper coins is going to go bankrupt, and I can't afford to be a boss."

Qian Tezhu had no intention of exchanging pleasantries, only the aroma of this food was in his eyes, "Little boss, what is this smell, so fragrant?"

Song Yuanzhou quickly let them in: "Didn't Special Assistant Qian eat? Come to my house and have some food. The food is just prepared."

Qian Tezhu pretended to decline, and walked in first with very honest feet, "Little boss, I'm so sorry, if this is not enough for food."

He stood at the entrance and bent over to take off his shoes: "Little boss, where are the slippers?"

Jiang Che leaned against the door frame, quietly watching the drama performer.

Qian Tezhu usually loves to perform, don't look at Jiang Che's usual reticence, he seems to have nothing but work, but he also knows that behind their department they call themselves the Tyrant, and every day they play the role of a companion like a companion Tiger's little drama.

Years of acting career has trained him to remain calm in business situations, and he can still speak nonsense with a smile on his face.

Jiang Che crossed his arms and said, "Oh? Since you're so embarrassed, why don't you go back and eat."

Qian Tezhu stopped changing his shoes, and told himself that he must be steady and not be disturbed by the boss's voice.

"Then how can it be done? I have agreed to the little boss. Don't you think so?"

Adhering to the principle of capturing male gods, in addition to capturing himself, even the people close to him must be counted together.

Song Yuan wrote a diary in his heart:

According to the book, if you get rid of his friends and family members, you are half the battle, because these people are very likely to be your assists on the road to getting married!

After Qian Tezhu changed his shoes, he looked over the dining table from the entrance, and saw that a large table was full of dishes, exuding a steaming aroma.

While swallowing his saliva, he didn't forget about Ze Bei Cangsheng, he turned his head and asked, "Little boss, what about Manager Hu?"

Song Yuanzhou handed Jiang Che good shoes: "Boss Hu? Hu Qi?"

Before he could finish speaking, a fourth person's voice came from the door, "Hey, am I here? So it's Boss Qian."

Song Yuanzhou nodded, it turned out to be the father-in-law's play, I understand.

Song Yuanzhou: "Baby, if Dad hasn't seen you for a day, you will be in short supply."

Hu Qi brought his own slippers and changed them at the entrance: "Father, you must have never seen The Deer and Ding Ji, Hu Xiaobao, have you seen it?"

Jiang Che changed his shoes expressionlessly and twitched his forehead.

Well, the three actors have gathered together.

At the dinner table, the two demons and goblins changed from role-playing in Gongdou to Jianghu, and then from Jianghu to mythology.

Although Song Yuanzhou is also an actor, he wants to fall in love more.

In addition, Hu Qi and Qian Tezhu are full of fighting power. Although they are tenth level in verbal skills, it still does not prevent them from grabbing meat with quick eyesight and hands.

Song Yuanzhou's chopstick skills were not as good as theirs, so he bit his chopsticks in frustration.

Jiang Che tilted his head, his eyes were filled with the warm light above his head, his expression was quite relaxed, "Do you want to eat pork ribs?"

Song Yuanzhou turned his face, angrily, "It doesn't matter if I don't eat it, but you like it the most."

Song Yuanzhou stood up after thinking about it, and moved the whole plate of pork ribs on the table to Jiang Che with one hand.

Like an aide to a king's treasure.

Tezhu Qian's extended chopsticks fell through the air. Seeing Song Yuanzhou's movement, he let out an "eh", and seeing that he landed in front of his boss, the ending of the sentence disappeared in his throat.

Jiang Che picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and asked him, "How do you know that I like to eat?"

Song Yuanzhou faced his dining history like a treasure: "Look, you are not very picky eaters, but you don't eat too much of each dish. As long as you have ribs every time, you will eat an extra bowl of rice. But not every time Any type of ribs is fine, such as sweet and sour ribs, you don’t really like them.”

Jiang Che's eyes softened, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth were deep. He sandwiched the ribs and put them in Song Yuanzhou's bowl, "You like it too, let's eat together."

Tezhu Qian covered his right face and let out a hiss.

Hu Qi exaggeratedly asked: "Ah, Second Junior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Qian Tezhu gave him an unkind look. If he hadn't had some value as a fan, he would have been bombarded to death by his talkative tenth-level player.

Qian Tezhu endured this role-playing, and cooperated, "Brother, my teeth suddenly hurt, and I almost fell down."

Jiang Che put the chopsticks on the table.

"I don't think your teeth are sour, but you don't want the bonus anymore."

Special Assistant Qian shivered and put his hands off his face.

"My lord, I'm so loyal, I risked my life to persuade you to the death, you eat so little, if you damage your body, you'll be fine!"

Hu Qi nodded: "It seems that he is seriously ill. Eat less? To be honest, this bowl is already your master's second bowl."

It's a pity that Special Assistant Qian didn't answer his words at all, and just added drama to himself, "Little boss, if it weren't for you, I'm really afraid that my master will starve to death. Tell me, he doesn't eat for a day, and my only wish is nothing." Just pointing at you."

Song Yuanzhou really lived up to Hu Qi's expectations, and he would focus on the key points: "He...doesn't eat at noon?"

Jiang Che and Qian Tezhu almost at the same time——

Jiang Che: "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Special Assistant Qian: "Eat, just take two bites."

Song Yuanzhou condemned: "How can you not eat?"

Qian Tezhu chased after the victory: "Yes, if I am starving, how can I explain to the entire Jiangyuan Group!"

Jiang Che moved his little finger slightly: "That dish is not tasty."

Special Assistant Qian: "Nonsense, that's what you usually order."

Jiang Che said indifferently: "I'm tired of eating."

Song Yuanzhou saw the corners of Qian Tezhu's mouth twitching slightly, and suggested, "Anyway, I have to eat at noon. If Mr. Jiang doesn't mind, I'll make a double portion and bring it to you?"

Jiang Che hadn't spoken yet, Qian Tezhu achieved his goal and deserved it quickly, for fear that Song Yuanzhou would regret it in the next second, "That's a good relationship."

Special Assistant Qian: "There is an address on it. When you come, little boss, you can send me a WeChat message. I will come down to pick you up."

After speaking, I felt that if there was a meeting tomorrow, the girl at the front desk downstairs would not know the wife of the boss. If she neglected it, it would not be good to cause the girl to lose her job.

Special Assistant Qian took out his job and said, "When the time comes, you will take your work card and say that you are my relative, and come directly to the CEO's office!"

Special Assistant Qian achieved his goal. As the most conscious light bulb, he used the meal time to light up the dining table, and after the meal, let the two of them do things that others can't just look at.

When he left, he took Hu Qi with the same 1000 watts.

Song Yuanzhou was washing dishes in the sink wearing an apron, while turning his head to ask Jiang Che, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you at noon."

Standing by the side, Jiang Che skillfully dried the cleaned bowl with a dry towel and placed it in the upper cabinet.

"All good, come to the company for lunch tomorrow."

Song Yuanzhou smirked twice: "Then I'll just do it casually."

Jiang Che: "Thank you for your hard work."

Song Yuanzhou leaned closer and touched his head on Jiang Che's shoulder, "I... have worked so hard, is there any reward?"

Jiang Che looked down at his expression.

He hid half of his eye on his shoulder, and the other eye was exposed, and his eyes were flushed with embarrassment.

Jiang Che smiled lowly: "You said...what do you want?"

Song Yuanzhou suddenly raised his head from his shoulders, and kissed Jiang Che's cheek that was leaning towards him before he could withdraw.

"Boji" a very loud sucking, the force of sucking——

A red sucking mark suddenly appeared on the face.

"Knock a chapter..."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xiao Zhouzhou plays games with the children.

Xiao Zhouzhou suddenly lay on the ground and couldn't get up, and the children asked him what was wrong.

Xiao Zhouzhou: "I'm poisoned, I won't wake up until Xiao Jiangjiang kisses me."